If I Could Reach Up
Rowland R. Hoskins, Jr
If I could reach up
and hold a star
for each time
you've made me smile,
an entire evening's sky
would be in
the palm of my hand.
Across The Years
Robert Sexton
Across the years I will walk with you
in deep green forests; on shores of sand,
and when our time on earth is through,
in heaven, too, you will have my hand.
Cupid Poop
I couldn't send you flowers
And candy wouldn't do
And mushy cards just didn't
Say the things I want them to.
So I got you something special
And here's the inside scoop
I found you something very rare
Its genuine Cupid poop.
Use those tiny red hots or conversation heart candies. Put them in
a baggie and attach the poem.
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